If this idea was heard by other martial artists, they would definitely want to scold Qin Chen in a depressed way, the peak of the late human level had the power of thirty horsepower, which was almost three times that of ordinary martial artists, and it was not enough.
Standing up, Qin Chen came to the window.
A bright crescent moon hung in the sky, and the faint moonlight, through the window lattice, sprinkled on Qin Chen's body.
Qin Chen suddenly fell into a mysterious realm.
In his mind, the mysterious ancient book that he traveled with him resurfaced.
The quaint scroll was quietly suspended in Qin Chen's mind, as if it had experienced hundreds of millions of years of precipitation, flowing with traces of time.
"What is the origin of this ancient book?"
Qin Chen had doubts in his heart, and he stared at the ancient book perceivingly.
Under the moonlight, the ancient book suddenly emitted a faint light, and half a font slowly appeared from the blank pages of the ancient book, exuding a mysterious light.
"What is this?"
Qin Chen was taken aback, and tried his best to look at it, trying to distinguish the handwriting, but the font was very blurry, and Qin Chen tried his best, but he only saw a vague shadow, and he couldn't distinguish the handwriting at all.
Suddenly, a pillar of light shot up from half a font into the sky.
Boom!
That powerful pillar of light instantly bombarded Qin Chen's soul sea.
"Ahh Qin Chen felt like his mind was about to explode, this terrifying pain couldn't even be endured by Qin Chen's tenacious will.
That white light was like thousands of steel needles, piercing into Qin Chen's mind fiercely.
The Sea of Souls was almost exploded in an instant.
Under the pricking of thousands of white light needles, Qin Chen trembled all over, almost kneeling, and his whole body twisted in pain.
The intense pain caused a large amount of sweat to seep out of his body, and as soon as the sweat beads seeped out of his body, they were instantly evaporated and rose into water vapor.
"What the hell is this?"
Qin Chen resisted desperately, gritting his teeth and insisting, he knew that as long as his consciousness relaxed a little, he would be blasted into residue by this white light.
It's hard to be reborn and come back, how can you die here so easily?
Boom Boom!
Qin Chen's soul sea kept shaking and surging, like the sea surface under a torrential rain, constantly cracking under the white light.
Seeing that the sea of souls was about to burst completely, suddenly-
Zizizizi!
A mysterious power suddenly emerged from Qin Chen's body, and above the soul sea, countless thunderbolts suddenly filled the world, and the thunder and lightning swam like a silver snake, constantly healing and repairing his broken soul sea.
It was the power of Qin Chen's thunder bloodline.
With the help of thunder light, Qin Chen's soul sea slowly formed a whirlpool, constantly devouring the white light that bloomed from the mysterious ancient book.
Qin Chen's remaining trace of will, guarding the sea of souls, and a strong doubt was born in his heart, what is this mysterious ancient book? What kind of bloodline is his thunderbolt bloodline, and it is incredible that he can repair the soul sea.
He had seen too many bloodlines in his life, but there were only a handful of those who could repair his soul.
Whatever it is, the more magical the bloodline, the more powerful it is.
Qin Chen sank down, urging the power of his blood and soul to frantically absorb the white light.
Boom Boom!
The white light that was originally like a needle prick fell into the whirlpool of the soul sea, like a mud cow entering the sea, and it disappeared without setting off a wave.
Qin Chen felt that although those white lights had disappeared, his soul power had expanded a bit, and it was filled with surging soul power.
The perception of spiritual power skyrocketed in an instant.
The powerful soul power and spiritual power were fed back to the whole body, making the meridians and physical body in the body stronger and stronger, and a large number of impurities were squeezed out, and a layer of black mud quickly formed on Qin Chen's body, and then quickly dried up and scarred, falling off in a slump, revealing fair skin, as if washing hair and cutting the marrow.
I don't know how long it took, the ancient book seemed to have exhausted its strength, suddenly dimmed, half of the font disappeared, and then sank into Qin Chen's soul sea.
Call!
With a long exhalation, Qin Chen opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him suddenly became extremely clear.
In the darkness of the night, everything is clearly presented, as if it were day.
Immediately, Qin Chen was shocked to find that his spiritual power was several times stronger than the original under the baptism of white light.
"What's the matter, why is my mental power suddenly so much stronger."
Originally, Qin Chen's spiritual power was still some distance away from the first order, but now it was suddenly promoted to the late stage of the first order, and it was only one step away from the second order, which was simply too exaggerated.
You must know that the cultivation of spiritual power is much more difficult than cultivation, otherwise the refiners, alchemists, and bloodline masters in this world would not be so high, like Liang Yu, who is known as the top refining genius in the Great Qi Kingdom, has only raised his spiritual power to the middle of the second order.
Qin Chen's cultivation in one night was equal to ten years of hard work.
At such a speed, Qin Chen himself was shocked.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Qin Chen seemed to sense something, and his brows furrowed slightly.
After breaking through the first order of spiritual power, Qin Chen's perception was obviously much stronger, and he was alert to feel that there was something strange outside the room, as if someone was slowly approaching.
After Qin Chen pondered, he quietly walked out of the room, his body like a tanuki, and cautiously swept towards a corner of the wall outside the courtyard.
In the middle of his actions, he urged the spiritual power of the late stage of the first order to the extreme, and the spiritual power wrapped around his body, like a ghost, silent, and others could not detect it at all.
At this time, in the darkness outside Qin Chen's hospital.
Several black-clad men dressed in black and with scarves on their faces were lurking there.
The leader had a fierce gaze, his eyes exuding fierce murderous intent, staring at Qin Chen's house, it was Qin Yong.
"Remember, Qin Yuechi and Qin Chen live in this courtyard, and after a while, a few of you will listen to my orders, once I send a message, take action immediately, be sure to kill the two of them, leave no one alive, do you understand."
"Understood."
Several men in black whispered murderously.
"Okay, a few of you, from the back, a few of you, attack from the left and right flanks, and as for you, follow me."
Qin Yong's eyes radiated a cold light, revealing a hint of a sympathetic smile.
Whoosh!
At that moment, nearly ten figures swept up the rooftops one after another, sneaking forward like ghosts.
In the dark.
A figure suddenly appeared from behind these people, Qin Chen's eyes bloomed with murderous intent, the voice of the previous leader, he was very familiar with, it was actually Qin Yong.
The Qin family was so ruthless that they wanted his and his mother's lives.
The anger in Qin Chen's heart was burning brightly, and he couldn't calm it down.
His spiritual power quietly swept over just now, and there were a total of eight people on the other side, four early ground-level, three mid-ground-level, and Qin Yong, the peak of the late ground-level stage.
Everyone has a strong murderous aura on their bodies, as if they have experienced countless fights.